I am intoxicated with alcohol right now so forgive me for whatever I say.

How was your Merdeka’s Eve?
I spent it drinking and smoking at home in PJ.
Nothing usual like me and my parties.
I admit I was a bit upset when we did not head out but Vix made it up. (:
No baby, I’m not just saying. I’m serious. It was a great one..

I mean I did not understand why I was upset.
I always thought going out for eves are usually troublesome.
The roadblocks, the raids, the fuckingsprayingthing, the jam and the RUDE ASS PEOPLE THAT SHOVE YOU IN THE CROWD.
I figure, I was probably too fucking restless over the past two weeks.
Sue me and you still won’t get an answer why. I’m as clueless.

There are drum sticks (or whatever they are called) on my computer table.
I think my brother is learning.
Righttttt. Lol.
My fingers are freezing. Fuckkkk.
Oh, Amy said Avril’s concert was boring.

No point. This entry has no points.
Night.

(please note this was supposed to be updated on Monday)

Oh what a gloomy Monday, don’t you think so?

Woke up to a very dark sky this morning.
Vix woke me up and I thought he got the time wrong.
So yeah, it had been raining the whole day.
Freezing my brain the whole time in classes.
But I like today, first time in months since I’ve felt this chilled out.
For once, I walked up the path leading to class without cursing in my head.
The path goes up a hill and yes, my college has hills.
Mini hills lah. I’ve no idea what are their proper names.

They are called foothills. Thanks to Hassan. Lol. I mean Ruslan.
*in a call*
Aiyo, I love my  man lah.

It’s almost the end of Monday and the freaking internet can’t work.
I’m typing this entry in a Notepad file.
I can’t upload the photos I want onto Imageshack.
I can’t log in to my WLM and I desperately need to.
I want to download my Hubungan Etnik file from my inbox and I can’t.
I need to prepare for tomorrow and without the internet I can’t.

MAKAHAI. *breathe in. breathe out*

Luann is currently sleeping.
She’s always sleeping. Lol.
Oh, Luann is my room mate here in Setapak.
Classmate also. Klangite jugak.
We get along pretty well.

So it’s been two weeks since my birthday.
That week was simple yet eventful.
Also I ate a lot that week.
We had Chili’s. We had ikan bakar at Jalan Alor at 12am.
Crap. I can’t remember what else I had.
But I’m pretty certain I gained an extra 2kg that week from the midnight suppers.
I have photos but they are with Vix so I’ll upload them next time.
On his birthday, he had a one song performance at Bangkok Jazz.
Was our first time there and man, I liked the place as soon as I stepped in.

I summarised pretty much every thing because I cannot recall what I want to type then.
We had a lot of alcohol too. Lmfao.

Last Friday was Taylor’s Dance Arena.
It was a dance competition. (obviously. lol)
I thought it was so much better than Dance Quake. (No offence to the organisers)
The stage was out at the carpark and so it was an open air competition.
Thinking back, we were pretty lucky it did not rain that day.
Liang was the emcee and I had no idea until it was our crew’s turn to go on stage.
I think there were 12 competing teams including us.
Neal named us Two Left Feet and Ean was competing with two crews.
I only found out two days before the competition.
There were six of us. Neal, Ean, Dexter, Ee Von, Yee Mun and myself.
We ended up third place and truth to be told, I was shocked.
Cause you see, I did not get the chance to watch the other teams before us perform and
I left for dinner as soon as we were done with ours.

Cookie Monster was the champion followed by Dua Coopang.
Dua Coopang went right before us so they were basically the only crew I watched and damn,
I thought we were done for.
They had everything in their routine.
Ballroom, hip hop, comtemporary, cheerleading.

Talk about the lack of confidence.
I mean I rarely go practice due to my clashing classes and practice time.
Once or twice a week was all I had.
I was freaking out backstage!
Luckily everything pulled through.

Now only if I can find a video of our performance.

Third.

Second.

Champion.

Oh, passes to Euphoria were given out throughout the night.
Neal bagged 23 passes in total and passed me two.
We were missing a few passes so I made Janus and Benji go up stage and join the game they were playing.
I had no idea it was that bad.

Amy drove so Dex, Janus and I tagged with her.
Coke, Syed Izzat and Coke’s other two Japanese friend, Tiger and Masa/Mase/something-Ma went themselves.

Dexter could be the youngest that had ever entered Euphoria.

It wasn’t that bad of a night but it was not that great either.
That club is cool as fuck though.
Great dance floors.
I’M TALKING ABOUT VIBRATING FLOORS HERE.
Great lighting. Not those you have in Barcelona that makes you dizzy and feel like puking.
Music was not my type since they played House but I adapted.
They have two rooms one being the main room where House is played and the other, HipHop.

The funniest shit happened that night too but I’m not to disclose it here.
Someone might kill me in my sleep.

We stayed till the club close.
I drove them people home and then come back PJ with Amy.
It was a crazy drive.
Sunway - SS19 - Klang- Teluk Pulai - PJ.

Photos are taken from Guaichaikid

I will turn 18, making me legal for sex, alcohol and err, whatelseah?

Of course I want presents and wishes, do not hesitate to call and ask what I want, okay? I’ll be glad to tell you the top five items on my 128947146127321 long list. (:

Sike! I’m joking.. about the list. Do call!

I left my camera in Klang thus there are no pictures of anything. Trust me, there were so many moments I wish I had shots of. Hopefully I’d be able to borrow someone’s camera for this week since it’s the birthday week for both me and Vix.

Adios.

Back in PJ, our heater is dead. So every single day, I wake up feeling afraid to enter the cold bathroom. It is torturing okay! Now that I’m back in KLG for the night. I appreciate my heater really much. I will now go and shower before I continue this entry. Lalalaaa.

Well yeah, I’m blogging regularly again. Can’t help it, I try to update at any chance I have.

The whole week has been a pain in the ass for me. Classes, period cramps, dance practices and assignments. Which reminds me, I have one due this Monday. Fuck. It is not that I’m slacking and do not bother about my assignment. Every night I get home from college, I’m drop dead tired. I will have dinner, I will try to destress by watching television (note : does not help at all), I will talk to Vix, I will try to sleep and eventually end up in bed, staring up at the ceiling for ages before falling asleep. The only day I had to work on my assignment was on Wednesday. That too I needed to ask for permission to leave early from practice. It’s fucked up man.

This whole TTNight thing is killing me for real. Thank goodness there’s another week left till it’s over for good. Can’t wait to have a freaking life back. I do take the whole thing seriously but I think most of them involved in the committee are taking it over the board. And no, I don’t plan to explain what’s TTNight. I admit I sometimes have fun. I admit I met and made a lot of new people and friends but fuck, this shit drove me to the point where when I’m dancing, I feel no passion. There are no feelings involved anymore. It’s purely about getting the routine done on time for the committee members to see and then get screwed for the mistakes. Then get screwed some more for being late for post mortem, get screwed for leaving home early (9.30pm), get screwed for dressing comfortably in college, get screwed, get screwed, get screwed. Kanineh. What happened to encouraging and motivating? Every single time we step up one step, you push us down another three steps. Perfect strategy lah kan.

I’m not hating, I’m ranting. I’m so sick and tired. When I say I’m tired, I mean physically and mentally and I swear to god, I am not being dramatic. I can feel it draining the fucking energy out of me. I don’t even feel like me.

I need a break. I need it so bad. To recover and to study.

To make it worse, I’ve made the decision to move out soon. And no, there is nothing wrong with my relationship. There are just things that are wrong with me. I’m so different than before, now I’m afraid of myself and for myself. Sometimes these thoughts manifest themselves so freely, I cannot control them and myself. Fuck.

I don’t intend to rant but I need to let it out somewhere. You know where the ‘X’ is.

Moving on to happier notes, my co-curicular activity started this week. I joined the swimming club. Yes, I am aware that I can’t swim. The reason why I joined is because they offer free lessons! I am able to float now.

At least this Saturday, I had a good time. Amy and I with her college friend, Sarah went to Urbanscape at KLPac in the evening. We got lost from Setapak to Sentul. For two freaking hours. Today proves one small mistake can take you very far because Sentul is like right beside Setapak. Lol. Our main objective at Urbanscape was to shop. We obviously got lots of cheap goods. I, myself spent less than RM100 and got new a skinny, new shirt, new top and a new bag. I forgot what Amy bought besides the I Heart KL tee. Sarah bought herself the brightest pair of flats. Red flats. She could not wait to rock them in college. Met a number of familiar faces there. In the end, Q managed to get tickets to enter the main stage to join Mika. Right on time for Seven Collar T-Shirt and Pure Vibrations. Thinking back, I would have had a better time if I had beer to drink like everyone else but being a chinese I did not allow myself to pay RM13 per can for a Tiger. God, I hate events like these. Always try to rip off us off when it comes to alcohol. Lol.

Kay lah. I’m going off to bed. Toodles world.

It’s disgusting how pretentious people are. I don’t know if that’s the right word to use but I’ll go along. I mean I was thinking about this for weeks and had only discuss openly with Amy so it was rather funny when Vix mentioned how I’m like that too when I told him about the incident at the mall in Klang. We’ll not get into that.

What he meant was people generally are like that and I get that. Thinking back, I’m pretty disgusted with myself.

I’ve been going through FB and Friendster as usual whenever I get the chance and these social networking sites are the perfect example for the topic today. You see people you don’t like, you like, you don’t know, you hate, you loathe, you envy, you admire, you idolise, etc on your friend list and you know only half of them. The other half is divided into two quarters where one, people you wish you are friends with in reality and the other quarter, people you only know by name and had only talk to online through IM softwares whose email too you hustle crazily to get.

Are you following me?

I know people who backstabs people they have never met and today, it appears they are girlfriends. I’ll never sunk myself to that level eventhough I pretend at times. No point trying to prove to the world I’m all that ‘real’ right? We all know the truth about ourselves. It’s good to have contacts here and there but contacts are contacts, friends are friends. Why mix two totally different matter together? Makes things complicated.

I don’t know how I’ll end this topic but I’ll stop here. Maybe another day.

…I’d like to elaborate about them but I’m tired and I need to rush back to PJ now so we’ll save it for next time.

Naqib posted up pictures of his 22nd birthday at Laundry and I stole some from his album on FB. Damn sad lah okay. My camera is a piece of crap so I’ve not bothered to take it out and my Polaroid kinda dieded for good.

Kay lah. At least now my post got a few pictures. DAMN SAD LAH WOI. At least I bought a new umbrella. Yay!

I think I have this habit of coming up with post titles that has nothing to do with my entry content.

(started changing the layout of my myspace profile for a good one hour)

Right, back to whatever I have to say. I’m currently blogging at the comfort of my own home and computer. It feels wonderful. I get to sit here as long as I want without worrying about how much an hour, no wait, scratch that, one minute would cost me if I was at a cyber cafe. I’m looking after my sister while my mom is out on her date. Yes, my mom is dating. She finally admitted to us. There are a bunch of men trying their luck but my mom ain’t one easy fish to catch. She wasn’t easy back then, she still ain’t easy now. I’ve yet to meet any one of these men but Tommy and Xin had and I trust their judgement.

And no, I do not and will not blame my mom for dating so soon. I’m thrilled that she is. She’s been through so much and too long, she needs changes. I know her well and she assured us she will not settle down. Obviously. Lol.

I am currently feeling very unwell and yet very in love. Weirdo, I am. Laugh Me, You Will Not. Cause I’m rarely this happy and it is almost unreal to me. I am appreciating every single moment before it goes away because at the end of the day, you will only have the memories and nothing else. At times the relationship gets tough due to my temper and snappiness. I’m a real witch but hey, he always managed to bring the worse and the best out of me whenever and wherever. My ego can be as big as *insert whatever* and to hear me apologise after a fight is almost scarce yet he manage to without a sweat.

I never took horoscope seriously but in this case, Leo and Leo. Tsk tsk tsk. We are arrogant bastards. Lol.

“..keep it low, hit the phone.. blablabla.. whoopsie. whoopsie. blablabla..” - iTunes on shuffle lah.

Tommy is a champion. Vix himself did not have the master copy of Whoopsie and Tommy has it. Champion.

I cannot wait until this month is over. There’s nothing really interesting to look forward to, I think. Date Week is over. The whole weekend was perfect. Early morning shopping, new haircut and buffet dinner (minus him not getting his wings whatever). I’m glad we came up with this Date Week thing. Makes every month easier to go through.

Kay lahhh. I’m lazy. I want to download new tracks. Plus, I doubt people read much anymore. LOL.

April 27th was the last I updated this blog. Today is the 2nd of June. Tsk tsk.

I was working during May and had been staying in KJ with no internet connection thus why I did not post anything at all. Believe me, there were so many moments during work that I wished I could go online and write a post. So many brilliant (lol) ideas lost. Sigh.

Now that I’ve started college, I miss working. At least at work, I had fun with my colleagues and arguing with pissed off Australians. In case you were wondering, my job was to call up Australian merchants to ask them questions for a survey.

Truth to be told, I do not mind travelling so far for classes. I’m used to that now. It’s just I absolutely hate it when I get here at 8freakingam to have walked all the way to the lecture hall, to learn that class has been cancelled. It ruins your mood totally. Think about the extra hours I could have to sleep in the comfort of my floorbed, bolster and baby.

Oh, I started college two weeks ago. I skipped the whole Orientation Week except for the first day to report myself. Had to work lahh. I skipped the first class on the first day of the semester too. LOL. Champion. (: I am currently an official student of TARCollege.

I have pictures to post for an event I attend yesterday. It was a graffiti competition organized by Hugo Boss and Juice at Zouk. Vix was emcee so Sajeev and I dropped by. Tribe Tattoo & Body Piercing had a booth there and sial lah, they brought their famous 50% discount there. I can’t transfer the pictures from my phone to upload online because I’m using one of the pcs in the college lab.

That’s how I spent my last weekend. I think for the past month, all my weekends had been really boring. Nothing exciting because all I ever do is sleep. Catching up with my beauty sleep because I never have enough during the weekdays.

Classes usually start in the morning till the evening then after class I have dance practice until 9pm. By the time I get home it’d be late and I’m already exhausted from the whole day’s activities. This cycle repeats itself for 5 continuous days.

Time management is now a very important thing to me. I either have to learn to manage my time right or risk failing my subjects. I have to juggle between classes and practices which includes both in college and Subang. We (the old ones lol) joined Hop2DaBeat at Metropolitan, SJ last Saturday and we got through to the preliminary round. Best competition I ever been to, worst performance I ever showed. I’m speaking on a personal judgement here. I disappointed myself that day.

There are currently so many thoughts running in my mind till I’m finding it hard to sleep some times. Yes, even when I’m physically dead. My brain is running with all this thoughts and must-dos that I’m stressing myself out eventhough it’s only the second week of college.

I am a lucky girl to have friends like Amy who I’ve not been able to spend as much time I’d like with because of then work and now college. Lucky she had not rip off my head yet for being so distant. Lol. I’m also lucky to have a boyfriend like Vix that I swear is the sweetest thing alive ever. Lucky that my mommy is so caring despite moving out from her house. I know that’s one of the hardest thing a parent can go through.

Okay okay. Emo Alert! I think I better sign off already. I have things to attend to and I need to have breakfast before class starts. I will update more often now that I know how to work around the slow connection in this lab. Teehee.

I’m looking forward to this weekend. It’s Date Week.

Look who’s talking. LOL.

If you’ve been wondering where I went missing to, I’ve been working. Started work last week in KL so basically from Monday to Friday it’s all about work. Luckily I am too, otherwise I’d been bumming all the way till college starts.

Work’s fun if I don’t think about the waking up at 5am every morning and having to feel darn bad about waking up my boyfriend too so that he can fetch me to the station to get on the earliest train which is at 6.05am. My work starts at 7am, you see. :/

I have a bunch of crazy colleagues.

Do you believe you can actually make a living by going to clubs? No, I don’t mean work as a staff there. What I mean is join the competitions they have every week cause Naqib and I believe we can. =) Last Thursday I went Bar Celona again with Ker Lin, Grace and Ah Lek. Vix, Mateen and Brian tagged along. We went with hopes to drink our heart out to Alex’s generous offer of three bottles of Dewars (they are not my top choice of liquor but hey, I’ll down whatever I have) but the manager of the club wouldn’t give us the bottle because Alex forgot to call him. So fine, there was the weekly dance competition, took my chance and joined. Surprise, surprise, I walked away with RM500 cash and a bottle of Bacardi Limon. I saved the night. Lalalaaaa.

P.S: Soya, we finished the bottle in the club.

So well Naqib and I calculated, if we crash every competition in different clubs every week, I can actually earn RM2000 - RM4000 per month! But I have a feeling the club management is not that dumb, they’d prolly ban us from the club. LOL.

Ooh ooh! I found a picture of us at the freeze in Pyramid.

From Left : Neal, Vix, Brian, Me, Qib, Hell, one of their friends (lol) and Dex in the middle.

Too lazy to go through the videos. Having a headache already.

Amy and I celebrated our SPM results with beer and good music. Last night was a very good night. What could be better than having beer and listening to Colbie Caillat singing live with your greatest friend and your man? Nothing.

Amy and I got to Laundry around 5ish to see all the tables outside fully booked. We were pretty disappointed UNTIL we scored a table inside of Laundry itself right next to the entrance with a good view of the stage. Hee. We were so glad we didn’t need to be crammed with smelly people in front of the stage or get blocked by super tall people standing in front of the table. Guess it was a good thing Vix didn’t manage to get us passes.

Vix, Brian and Qib joined us around 9ish since Vix got off work late and was stuck in the jam. We ended the night with yummilicious tom yam. I forgot what’s the area called but I REMEMBER HOW TO GET THERE. Yay!

Another good thing about yesterday was I finally got around to use my Polaroid camera. Was going around town looking for the 600 Color Film with Hashok and finally getting it at one of Sentosa’s old school shop. I was fucking shocked when I found out the price was RM48 per pack. It was expired too! I’m starting to think I got ripped off but hey, it was worth seeing it work inside my 78452342 years old camera. Fine, I’m exaggerating but it must have been 10 years since I last used the camera.

Pictures!

The blurred poster beside the stage.
A freaking pillar was blocking half the stage from my seat thus the picture of this poster. LOL.

Show off.

Yes. We were that bored waiting for the show to start and the boys to reach.

The bottles I had before the show started. Can see Amy’s potrait beside there?

That blur thing in the middle of the stage is supposed to be Colbie. Heehee.

In the car when Amy was driving Vix to where he parked his car near to OU. I have no clue why Brian was smiling like that but look! Colgate commercial material.

Introducing Sir Brian aka SajeevKant something something.

Amy named this “My smile sparkles!”
Another Colgate commercial material.

“I’ve just seen a face..” - The Beatles.

The last Colgate commercial material.

I’m too lazy to scan the Polaroid shots but oh! I had so much fun taking pictures.

I think some of you texted me on Wednesday asking me about my results. My phone got barred that’s why I did not reply. Anyway, I didn’t fail any subject. Got enough credits for college and I think that’s pretty much it. I am so glad I did not fail my Maths.

Talking about results means I’ve got to decide about my future education dy. I think I’ll most prolly not go to any private colleges because I’m pretty sure I will not be able to afford it even with a loan. So I’ll most prolly be enrolling in TAR College. I have no plans of moving to Setapak tho’. It’s very inconvenient for me since I don’t own my own car.

Oh we’ll see. I better get ready for work.

I’m a very very happy girl, right now.
I’m in love.
I’ve said yes to something I thought I’d never be ready for.
I’ve even considered having two.
I consider myself really lucky.
I think I’ve gone mental.
I’m glad with the outcome of the General Election.
I love spending time with *the people.
I love our time together.
I’m falling too many times in love with the same person, I think it might kill me. Lol.
I’m worried about my results.
I feel like kicking Taufoo for not calling.
I enjoy working 4 days a week.
I am glued to tracks from artist like Colbie Caillat, Robin Thicke, Sara Bareilles, Taylor Swift & Uffie.
I want to go for Colbie Caillat’s show at Laundry this Friday.
I need passes.
I need to dance.
I have to start planning my tattoo already. It’s almost the 16th.

I am going to sleep.

I can’t sleep, again. I think I’m having insomnia. That and also I think because my grandma and her maid took over my bed.

Tonight had been a crazy night. There’s a video. I had fun and it’s been quite some time since I did had fun like this. Whatdakwan! LOL. *inside jokee* 

Been fucking tension since the moment I took the towel off my head in the saloon. The color obviously didn’t turn out the way I wanted it to be. IT’S FUCKING GOLD. The stylist said the color will fade off and turn out right BUT I CANNOT WAIT FOR A MONTH! According to her, it takes that long and the times I wash my hair. Does it really work like that? I have no clue man. I main dengar aje.

I told everyone that cared to listen that I’m going to lock myself in my house for a month. And if I really had to step out of the house, I’m wearing a freaking cap. AND I HATE CAPS. Makibai. OH WAIT. HOODIES! I’m going to steal every single fucking hoodie any of my friend owns just to hide my fugly hair.

And to think back I was so excited. Goddamnit.

First thing I did after seeing the outcome, texted my boyfriend. ‘You are so gonna dump me.’ Oh trust me love, it is that bad.

Kay kay. I’ve just googled out the problem and it seems like the whole fading hair color thing works. HOT WATER BABY! But it might fuck it up to a worse condition. I’ll give it a try man. And if one month it doesn’t work, I’m heading back to the stylist.

Tension.

Go onnnn laugh at me. Hmph.

Good morning!
Been awhile since I woke up early. Lalalaa.

I tell you it’s easy to make me feel guilty if you have a mouth like my boyfriend. Make me feel guilty enough to let him through my private entries. That’s what woke me up actually. (powderful my backside, bee) Lol.

Sunday was a laid back day. Vix and Sajeev came over to Klang and picked Xin and I up. Boyfriend loves my babysister more than he loves me. Tsk. It was great to see them get along. Xin kicked him! Haha. Had breakfast/lunch before heading to Aeon to catch a movie with Amy. Flood is a stupid movie. We never found out how it end because we left it the cinema halfway through the movie. Goddamn slow.

Tommy, Kaviin, Preveen, Hashok and Robyn met us there too. I’ve not walk around Aeon with such a big group before. It was pure siaoness. THEY TRY TO KILL ME OKAY. Wanted to push me over the staircase when I was in the trolley. ALL OF THEM. See, I told you guys I was going to blog about this. =) KILL LAH ME SUMMORE! *drama*

Okay. I heard the door downstairs. Mom’s back meaning I better go shower. We’re heading to the salon. I’m coloring my hair today! I’m so effin excited. Sorry lahh. My first time okay.